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wv.v V'VEV‘V<V,' v v-mv MvVâ€"WWVVAVAV vpvv I .IN. We Take Our Religion Not Too Seriousl But Altogether Too Gloomily. “0, come, let us sing unto the Lord!" functorily to go through the motions of ,Psalm xcv., 1. These words of the old singer of long iago, this call to glad uplifting of voices iin song, constitute part of one of the ihcst known and best loved passages of [worship 30111 day. amongst all congregations in memory occasions when they have been filer from empty words, when they have :hcen laden with happiness, gratitude, and Ipraise giving. Whoever has said or sung these words ,with any freedom of mind has felt the mum of expressing an exceedingly de- sirable thought. Yet. somehow they con ,trast strangely with the place in which they usually are sung; they seem rather do belong to some far upland or sunlit grove, where men might come worship with garlands of flowers. We too often picture the Hebrews as a ,people wholly innocent of laughter and {lightness of heart. and their religion as I peculiarly one of gloom. We forget how ' much of joy there was in all their core- monial life, how all their feasts and boil- days and joyous social occasions were essentially religious. Piety to thorn meant not pain, but the highest, noblest form of pleasure. It is easy to see that much of the bible belongs to the childhood of the race, to the days when men took life less seri- ously and when they car-ed less than we Ito for the scientific explanations that lie back of phenomena. Life was simpler; THE UNIVERSE WAS SMALLER; their gods were nearer and more easily understood. As we have passed from :hllclhood perhaps it has been unavoid- ible that we should lose some of the irre- lponsibility and simplicity of those days. Sometimes it seems, however, as if the race had lost childhood and passed over manhood, as if we have grown prema- turely old. We have forgotten the child's imile, but have not found in the man‘s heart deep happiness. It is a poor kind of progress we have mad-e, as a race, if he have found in the passing centuries no deeper springs of joy than we knew long ago. It would be better to worship with the ignorant simplicity and the genuine gay-ety of those who once danced before their altars than to continue per- ENGLAND'S VAST EGG HUNGER. \‘ct Fresh Eggs Enough to Satisfy It, Though Many Regions Contribute. Raising eggs for the English market liters a great future to French farmers, recording to an article by G. Labadie- lngrave published in a recent number of he Figaro. England consumes 4,400,000,- )hfl eggs a year, he says, and the demand for real new laid eggs is far in excess of the supply. This is where the oppor- lvnily for France comes in, he thinks. The hens of England itself, after re- serves have been set aside for new crops it chickens, send 2,270,000,0.a eggs to market every year. The balance of 2,130,â€" DIIIJDOO comes from abroad. It is a fic- tion of London dealers that they come from Belgium and Holland. They don‘t, Lagrave says, they come fromlj almost any other country, even Egypt, Morocco and Siberia. They are called Belgian be- cause Belgium is so near they can preâ€" tend to be fresh. As a matter of fact, the African eggs are not imported to be eaten, “even by the poor." They are chiefly sold to book; binders. who use them, Lagrave says, to make the leather they use more supple. But eggs frOm Italy and Hungary and vast quantities from Russia, even from Siberia, are sold for consumption as Ger- man or Swedish, and are bought at low prices by bakers and confectioners who are not. particular. The fine West End bakeries in London advertise that. they use only English eggs and they generally live up to their dec- larations. But for some classes of con- fectionery the Spanish egg is in special demand. It has a yolk of deep'orangc hue and when used in cakes gives them a richness of color and flavor that cannot be, attained in any other way. They are the product of the black Andalusian hen and expeditious methods of shipment are used to get. them to London. There are several retail purveyors in London whose, trade calls for at least $0.000 fresh eggs a week. The surplus from the British hennerius when the rest If the country is provided for is totally unequal to supplying the demand. Swe- ten, being cold, is not a first rateegg pro- lucing country, and the steamer service They recall to nearly every. a marmfactured and mournful mimicry. If your piety is a painful thing to you and a plea-sureless thing to others it probably is all pretense after all. If we have fonsaken the garlands of Greece and the festivals of Jud-ea, what stead? If the Christianization of the na~ hens means that the whole world is to be uniformly clad in somber suits of Sun- day blocks, with countenances to match, it can only be regarded as a doubtful benefit. It is no use talking about the blessings of faith unless we look and act as if we really are blessed. It is no use believing 1'1 i1 CIOUGIGSS heaven if we pass all these days in the shadows. THE “JOY OF THE LORD" is of little use in this world unless it is the kind of a joy that a. man can see and desire to share. ‘We are the people of the stores of knowledge and the laden houses of goods; but, alas. we walk through them with empty hearts, for we have not yet learned how to live. We are picking up life’s lead and despising its gold. We are blind to the sweetness and light in, life, to the wayside flowers of joy, to the deep sources of thankfulness. We need to lift up our eyes to see how good a world this is, how fair its moms, how bright its noons, how glorious its evening light; we are too much with the little, tangled chaos of our own making, too little with God's great glowing uni- verse that compels the uplifted eye, the expanded chest, and the singing heart. We need to take our faces from our ledgers and to look into other faces, to learn larger faith, and love for men, to rejoice in friendships, to find the thrill of the broad and upward way, to find time to live and let the making of a liv- ing take care of itself for awhile. After all, all our shadows come from our suicidal selfishness. and gladness, deep and enduring. is found only in the life of self-giving. There will always be a song in the heart when the hands are busy with love's service. The best way to sing to the Lord is to serve our fel- lows, for so our song starts another and soon there is a chorus of heavenly hap- piness. HENRY F. COPE. great eating country and practically uses up all she produces. America can send inferior grade,s but of course not newly laid eggs. Holland and Belgium produce only a few millions annually above their own needs. Danish eggs are not popu- lar in England because of their peculiarly pale color. Thus the consumption of fresh eggs is actually restricted in England by the present impossibility of supplying the market. Lagravo therefore urges ,the small French farmers within a couple of hundred miles of the Channel ports to go heavily into chicken raising with a view to the production of eggs. lie urges them further to raise hens of black or brilliant plumage so as to get eggs with dark yel- low shells and yolks, as these sell in I on~ don at from eight to ten cents a dozen at. wholesale in advance of the pale varie- ties. â€"~â€"â€"â€"»r PITII, POINT AND PATIIOS. When a man gets an idea he is fool- ing a woman the chances are that she .is fooling him. A reformer is a man who has no pa- tience with the mortals committing the sins he used to. . .. A malefac'lor is only a man who is too rich to be labeled with the common word criminal. An optimist is a .man who polishes life’s dark side until he brings forth something bright. Vanity is what makes a womans skirts bother her so much when she knows she has pretty ankles. If men really remembered their own boyhood they probably would quit giv~ ing advice to their sons. No man ever appreciated the sun: shine quite so much as when he had snow "to shovel from the sidewalk. An cgotis-t is a man who believes the world a stage and the sun a spotlight to be played on him alone. ,...__....â€".q.- . ..._.â€"_.. MUCH, MUCH BETTER. “I’d like to know,” remanded the irate passenger, “why you don't give. better service on this line? ‘ Here I am forty minutes late this morning!" “We are giving better service," retort- ed the station-master. “Last month this 0 England is inadequate. Germany is a train was always fifty mmums late." Rickets.’ as .3. entire system. 3 @- é é fi “fi- '3' :3 Simply the visible sign} that baby’s tiny bones are not forming rapidly enough. Lack of nourishment is the cause. Scott'd‘ EmuIJion [nourishes baby’s. _ Stimulates and makes bone. I Exactly What baby needs. . ALL inauccisrs: 50c. AND $1.90 fi§§$®$©®©®®®fi®éééfiérfiab ' eeeeeeeeeaeeeeeeeaeeeeg BIG FAMILY ON $4 A WEEK .d.;§‘i.£§dl’?l'}yrlioit§;"nihfi.ntd?§fhi3? _.__ TALE or THRIFT FROM A VILLAGE IN DEVONSHIRE. â€"â€" y [Kowloon Are Elving and Eleven Still Live Under the Family Roof. Annually the reports of the Brit Registrar-General draw attention to the decline in the birth rate, says Lloyd’s Families whose number runs into two figures are becoming more Still, they exist, and Weekly. and more rare. a notable example is to be found in the pretty little [Jevonshire village of Il-quhom, England. Mr. and Mrs. William Copp are the Il‘c‘m‘vents‘ of no fewer than 21 sons and daughters, of whom 14 are living. Ele- ven of these are still gathered under the family roof tree, and a. brighter or heal- thier looking band it would be hard to II. llxI . ’l‘he quiet little village of Huxham, with its thatched cottages and its ivy-covered church, has a peaceful, old-world as- pect. and at Mr. Gopp's cottage (wriles had that kindly, hospitable welcome which .De- von people know so well how to give. some miles. from a station, a Lloyd‘s representative) I Ti IE NEWEST BABIES. Mrs. Copp smilineg introduced me to the twins, the two latest comers m- in the family circle, a. boy and a girl, who were sleeping side by side. As to Mrs. Copp herself, she. looked far too young to be the mother of such a. family. thing. Certainly there‘s no time for gossip. but, perhaps, that’s no great. loss. Often things will be going on in the village that I've never heard of; I _ I‘ve. just no time to listen. I'll have to wait a good while before I can leave of! work." Then a plaintive wail from one of the twins drew Mrs. Copp‘s attention, and I went downstairs to find Mr. Copp with. another little youngster in his arms, but lately deposed from the fish proud position of “the baby" of the family; while Eli, Daisy, Charlie. Mark, Tom, Ethel and Sidneyâ€"«“wo don’t like them called out of their names," said Mrs. Copp. so 'there are no “for shorts" .in the Copp familyâ€"~vvere amusing themselves in the kitchen and in the garden. while their elder sister kept a motherly eye over them all. It was a happy family group and one that Devon tC0unty may well be proud of. â€"â€"â€"*.__. SEN'I‘EN C13. SERMONS. Folly congcals faith. Character is controlled will. Silence will end almost any quarrel. Faith finds its fullness in friendships. The rest of religion is for the weary, not the lazy. ' Things readily believed are not often really believed. A man‘s age depends on the ideals he still cherishes. Men tend- to a pproximat-e to their own expectations. Living for others is an imperative of the higher life. Your foes will. not fear you as long as you fret over them. , He who gives to be seen usually has much he wants to hide. Lying usually is a plan of hiding one “That Ls what everyone says," she blemish. with a bigger one. remarked, and the soft Devon accent sounded very pleasantly in her speech. “I married at 21. twins." Like all true of Devon, Mrs. SOUS C‘A‘Dp's boys have a natural turn for the sea. “My oldest boy is in the. navy," said Mrs. Copp; “he is stationed at Malta now. No, I have none in the army; my boys are all for the sea; the little ones are thinking of it already, but they‘ll have to wait and grow a. bit first. “I had another bay in the navy, but he was drowned when he was unly 17 years old; he was jerked overboard by a rope, and they were not able to pick him up." NO fuur FROM CHILDREN. None of the children at home are yet able to earn anything to increase the family income, and the problem of how to bring up so many in health and strength would filo most townsfolk ap-- pear impossible. But Mrs. (iopp speaks quite cheerfully and contentedly about it. “I’ve got a good husband," she said, “and that goes a long way. My hus- band works on the roads; he's been on the roads for 2i. years now, and he gets 165. a week, but it’s regular wages. “How do I manage on that? Well, sometimes I have wondered how we do manage. It is a diflicnlt thing; but there's a. great deal in the. way you manage. There‘s others I know that have no children and yet don’t seem to do as well as we do with our large family. “No; food isn't particularly,cheap. Bread is 53/341. a quot-tern, and we have two quarterns every day regularr. “But we always cook vegetables for supper; we grow our own; we've got a good bit of garden. I don‘t know what we should do without that, and then when we have a bit. of meat I makethe most of it with a good crust. and some onions. “I go into Exciter when I can to buy what‘s wanlcd; you can. buy things cheaper there than in this little place: lesides, you can choose. what you want instead of just taking what the trades- men bring. Oh, I often say I could dc much better there." “Only the rent. might be higher?" I $35 A YEAR RENT. “We pay £7 alycar rent here," said Mrs. Copp, “and that‘s rather high for the country. But it‘s a good cottageâ€" u has go‘t three rooms. Thisâ€"land the one next doorâ€"is one of the few col. [ages here that rent is paid for. Nearly a'l the others belong to the farms. and the men workng on the farms live in them; the cottage is in their wages.’ “Then I make and mend everything for all the children," continued Mrs. gflopp, .“inchxding the boys' clothes; I was always very good at my needle. and that's a great thing, for clothes run into money. But the bootsâ€"well, they do wear them out, walking two miles every day to school. but my husband he cobbles them up again and again and makes them last wonderful. “1 have onelof my girls. who is in service. home for a. fortnight to look after things while I‘ve been laid up. I should like to have her always if we icould afford it. ‘ “NO TIME FOR GOSSIP." “None of these at home now are earning anything. The eldest who is ,‘just turned it. had rheumatic fever very badly. but'he is getting stronger now,_though he won't ever be quit-e the sauna as he was failure: it has made tcnc log a little shorter than the other: “So that with a family of (‘I1‘\'c‘n at home. you are kept. pretty busy?" Mrs. (“opp admitted it was so, but with a pleasant smile said she. was (quite contented. ller children were 'vcry good. My eldest girl-45m is 23-is. a. cook in a. good service at Exeler, but the most of them are at home still, it altogether, counting the He who follows duty ever may find danger often, but defeat never. It is better to give without thinking than to think without giving. When the church is only a place of rest it never is a. place of refreshing. lie who does not look forward with reverence will look back with regret. Faith is the power to weave the music of 'to~1norr0w from the discards! of to- day. There always are few friends to mourn the loss of the man. who made no enemies. Keep the wolf of worry from your door and the rest will tako care of themselves. Few men are in moral danger as great as those who proclaim religion so strenuously they feel no need to prac- tise it. V â€"â€"â€".â€">‘( \VIIERE LOCUS’I‘S ARE FOOD. Table Luxury in Some Placesâ€"[low They Are Made l‘alalable. Locusts are a table luxury in Palestine and other places. The Jews fry them in sesame oil. In Arabia Petrea locusts are dried in the sun and ground into a kind of flour for baking. In Central Africa certain tribes make them into brown soup. , In Madagascar they are baked in huge jars, then fried in grease and mixed with rice. In Algeria they simply are boiled in water and salted to taste. The Arabs grind and bake them as cakes, roast III-(.‘Ill in butter, or crush them with carn- cl’s cheese and dates. But they only re~ sort to this fare in limos of famine. In southern Russia, where locusts still are extensively eaten by the serfs, the in- sects usually are smoked in the first in- stance like fish. When required for consumption the logs and wings are broken off and the ladies are boiled, roasted, siewed,fried (:l‘ broil-ed. The flavor of locusts. while strong and disagreeable, becomes mild and readily disguised when cooked. Some locust soups scarcely are to be distinguished from beef broth. Fried in their own oil and slightly salted they acquire a. pleasant nutty flavor. Locust eating tribes invariably grow fat when the food is plentiful. Grubs and caterpillars are eaten with avidity by Parisians, and butterflies are eaten by the natives of Australia, silkworms in China and harvest flies by some Afric- ans. . litâ€"m. HEALTH FOR THE BABY. A mother who has once used Babys Own Tablets for her children will al- ways use them for the minor ailments that come to all little ones. The Tablets are the best medicine in the world for the Cure of indigestion. colic, constipa- tion. diarrhoea, teething troubles and breaking up colds. And the mother has the guarantee of a govcrmuent analyst that this medicine contains no poison- cus opiate or narcotic. Mrs. Wm. 17., Gay, St. Eleanors. I“. E. I., says:~“l have used Baby’s Own. Tablets with the test results and know of nothing to equal them for the cure of stomach and bowel troubles. I do not feel safe unless I have a box of Ilaby's Own Tablets in the house." Sold by medicine dea- lers of by mail at 25 cents a box from be Dr. Williams’ Medicine 03., Brock- villc, Ont. "4â€"...â€" BAD \VAY TO PLATTER. “Yes. mu‘am." the convict was: saying, “I’m here jist for tryin' to flatter a rich man." “The idea!" exclaimed the prison visi- tor. “Yes. ma'am. l jist tried to imitate his Signature on a cheque." -e-â€".pâ€"â€"â€"â€" Girls who make it their business to look for husband»: are apt to find them, but they seldom boast of their finds in later years. thick ' BANISH PIMPLES . AND nurture ~â€" Everycne Needs a Tonic in Spring To Purify and Build Up the Blood. If you want new health and strength in Slpuing you must build up your blood With a tonic medicine, Indoor life du-r. ing the long winter months is TCSPOH' sible for the depressed condition any feeling of constant tiredness which n fccts so many people every spring. This condition means that the blood is im- pure and watery. That. is what causes- pimples and unsightly eruptions in some; others have twinng of rheuma- tism, or the sharp, stabbing pains 01 neuralgia. Poor appetite. frequent head- aches, and a desire to avoid exertion is also due to had. blood. Any or all 0! these troubles can be banished by the fair use of such a tonic medicine as Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. livery dose of this medicine helps to make new rich red blood, which (Irich out im purities, stimulates every Ol‘gfin. strengthens every nerve and brings a. feeling of new health and new energy to weak, tired out, ailing men and we- men. lIcre is proof that Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills is the greatest of all spring medicines. Mr. Henry Baker, Chipman, N. B., sayszâ€"“Iast spring I was so weak and miserable that I could hafr ~ ly drag myself about. My appetite was poor, I did not-'sleep well, and dread. ed work. My blood was in a terrible condition, which caused pimples and small bolts to break out all over me. These would itch and pain and cans- al me much trouble. I tried several medicines, but without the least bene- fit. when one day a friend asked me why I did not try Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills. He spoke so highly of this medi- cine that I decided to take his advice and give the pills a trial. I got a. half dozen boxes and the result wasthat by the time they were finished I felt like an altogether different man. They purl~ had my blood, built. up my whole sys tem, and I have not had a pimple on my flesh, not a sick day since. For this reason I can highly recommend Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills as a blood builder and purifier." Sold by all me- dicine dealers or by mail at 50 cents a, box or six boxes for $2.50 from the Dr. Williams’ Medicine C0,, Brockville, Ont. .â€"â€"â€"â€"rI¢ Legend of the Envious Fisherman i O NEED was there for Job's dis-f N contentment. As a. fisherman ho was always lucky in his catches; he owned a. pretty little home: his wife was devoted to him, and his three lit- tle daughters loved him dearly; he had even laid by a goodly sum of money, tor a. “nest egg." But: whenever the young 10rd would JOB RECEIVES THE BAG ride by on a magnificent stallion. or the wealthy usurer would go by on the other side of the street. or there would pass any one perhaps of more fortunate station or circumstances than he, Job would be Quitten with envy. One'day-as he sat fishing from a great rock. a. sudden tug came on his line. Job pulled vigorously. The next in-' stant, to his astonishment. he jerked from the water a comical little elf. The dwarf, without a moment's hesiâ€" tation, drew from his jerkln a sack. Ha deposited this at the feet of the fishâ€" erman. saying, as he did 30: "Job. every ime you reach into this bag on will. nd a gold coin. Gather toget er all the coins you desire. until sundown. After that; time I warn you not to touch the sack." \Vithout more ado the all vanished. Coin after coin Job took from the bag. Working with feverish excitement, gold- en mounds lay all around him when he began to notice that: the sun was about; to set. “I suppose I'd better stop now," said he to himself. But; Just then he happened to observe the great towers of the neighborln cas- tle; and the ambition came to hm to be ever so much Wealthier than this lord. So he proceeded to bring forth more coins. ; All at. once the sun. which had. been, fast sinking. disa. peared~and with it] vanished bag. gal and all! “'Twas the elf‘s warning!" Job. Then he awoke, for. you see, it. was only a. dream. But it was a. dream that I set Job to thinking about avarlctousness and envy. And as he trudged home, al- . though he was without a single fish to show for the afternoon, it. was in a per- 1 tectly contented frame of mind. Never. afterward was Job discontented with his ' lot. moaned ..._..___. {a \VAS BI G MISTAKE. Briggs (indignantlylâ€"“I you said I never opened my mouth with-f out putting my foot in it.” I Diggs (apologetically)â€"â€"“Yes, I believe I (lid say that, butâ€"” Riggsâ€"“But what, sir?" l)iggsâ€"â€"“l3ut i acknowledge my misc take. \\'hen l uuule that li‘lI‘III'IC I- had I" overlooked the size of your fen-- understand I -